November Has Home
Gorillaz/James Dring/Jason Cox Lyrics
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No split clown bum
Your old hit sound dumb
Hold it now, crown 'I'm
Where you found them at
Got 'em 'round town
Coulda drowned in it
Voted sugar coated
Loaded hip shooter
Draw for the poor
Free coffee at the banks
Hit through the straw
None more for me, thanks
That blanks the raw
That dang sure stank lit
Sank passed the pit for more hardcore prank spit
Crank it on blast
Roll past front street
Blew the whole spot
Like some old ass with skunk meat
These kids is too fast
Juiced off a junk treat
Who could get looser off a crunk or a funk beat?
Something is starting today
Where did he go why you want it to be?
Well you know November has come
When it's gone away
Something is starting today
Where did he go why you want it to be?
Well you know, November has come
When it's gone away
Baha
Can you dig it like a spigot
My guess is yes you can
Like, can I kick it?
Wicked
Liquor shot
If you happy and you know it
As you clap your hands to the thick snot
Of a poet flowin'
Broke a pen and I'm in cope hymen
Dope or rhymin all worth it then
The Hope Diamond
Required off the blackmarket
Or wire tappin'
Couldn't target a jar of spit
The rapid fire spark lit
Zzzz!
A rapper bug zapper
And it don't matter after if they's a thug or a dapper
Plug yer trap or it's maximum exposure
The beast got family in numbers asking 'em for closure
Aw, send 'em a gun and tell 'em clean it
Then go get the nun who said her son didn't mean it
She wore a filled-in thong
A billabong
And said, nah, fo'realla
The Villain on a Gorilla jawn?
Something is starting today
Where did he go why you want it to be?
Well you know November has come
When it's gone away
Something is starting today
Where did he go why you want it to be?
Well you know, November has come
When it's gone away
When it's
When it's gone away
The song "November Has Come" by Gorillaz is a song that seems to be about change and the passing of time. The song's intro is slow and relaxed, indicating a desire to slow things down and take stock of one's surroundings. The lyrics seem to be lamenting the passage of time, and the need to adjust to a changing world.
The lyrics in the verses seem to be describing a certain lifestyle, perhaps that of a rapper or musician. They discuss free coffee at banks and loading hip shooters, indicating an urban, streetwise lifestyle. The chorus, however, seems to indicate a desire to move on from this lifestyle, and perhaps to find something new and more meaningful.
The middle section of the song features a rap verse from MF DOOM. His lyrics continue the theme of change and the passage of time. He talks about how things are constantly changing and how even the most valuable things, like the Hope Diamond, can be lost or taken away.
Overall, "November Has Come" is a song that seems to be about the passage of time and the need to adapt and change with the world. It is a reflective song that encourages listeners to slow down and take stock of their lives.
Line by Line Meaning
Slow it down some
Take a break, relax and slow things down a bit
No split clown bum
Don't be a clown or a failure
Your old hit sound dumb
Your earlier work doesn't sound good anymore
Hold it now, crown 'I'm
Stop and listen to me, I'm the king of this game
Where you found them at
Where did you find these people?
Got 'em 'round town
They are popular around town
Coulda drowned in it
You could get lost in their popularity
Woulda floated bloated
You would be carried away by their hype
Voted sugar coated
People voted for them because they are sweet and likable
Loaded hip shooter
They have got a lot of firepower
Draw for the poor
They represent the poor and fight for them
Free coffee at the banks
They give free stuff to show they care about the poor, while banks are greedy
Hit through the straw
Get high with a straw
None more for me, thanks
I don't need any more
That blanks the raw
That dulls the edge and masks the feeling
That dang sure stank lit
That really stinks and is unpleasant
Sank passed the pit for more hardcore prank spit
Sunk to a lower level for more edgy, playful language
Crank it on blast
Turn up the volume to the max
Roll past front street
Move past the main street
Blew the whole spot
Destroyed the entire place
Like some old ass with skunk meat
Smells really bad, like an old person with old meat
These kids is too fast
These youngsters live life in the fast lane
Juiced off a junk treat
High on cheap thrills and excitement
Who could get looser off a crunk or a funk beat?
Who can relax and loosen up to this rap/funk beat?
Something is starting today
A new event or development is beginning today
Where did he go why you want it to be?
Where did he disappear to that you want him back?
Well you know November has come
The arrival of November signifies change and new beginnings
When it's gone away
When November ends, the changes will have happened
Can you dig it like a spigot
Are you able to handle it and understand it like a faucet?
My guess is yes you can
I believe you can
Like, can I kick it?
Do I have your permission to do this?
Wicked
Awesome or cool
Liquor shot
Alcoholic shot
If you happy and you know it
If you are happy with this situation
As you clap your hands to the thick snot
You celebrate and applaud the deep, viscous vibe of the music
Of a poet flowin'
Of a talented rapper rhyming
Broke a pen and I'm in cope hymen
This rapper broke his pen and now has to struggle and overcome
Dope or rhymin all worth it then
The struggle of being a rapper is all worth it when the rhymes are dope
The Hope Diamond required off the blackmarket
The rapper is as valuable and rare as the Hope Diamond, but only accessible on the black market
Or wire tappin'
Or if someone is monitoring their communication
Couldn't target a jar of spit
They are not worth being targeted by anyone or anything
The rapid fire spark lit
The fire of their rhymes has been ignited and is explosive
And it don't matter after if they's a thug or a dapper
It doesn't matter what they look like or how they behave
Plug yer trap or it's maximum exposure
Shut your mouth or face maximum exposure or consequences
The beast got family in numbers asking 'em for closure
The rapper has a large following of people who want answers or resolution
Aw, send 'em a gun and tell 'em clean it
Sarcasm suggesting giving the people a gun and telling them to settle their own problems
Then go get the nun who said her son didn't mean it
Somebody who promised something but didn't do it
She wore a filled-in thong
She is muscular and confident
A billabong
A surfing or adventure brand of clothing
And said, nah, fo'realla
And responded with a casual no
The Villain on a Gorilla jawn?
A rhetorical question, asking if the rapper is the villain on a popular rap music video?
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing
Written by: DANIEL DUMILE THOMPSON, DAMON ALBARN, JAMIE CHRISTOPHER HEWLETT
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